Just end it now
before it gets too much
I dont wanna think about
all the other stuff.
It’s just too much
The thoughts rattle my brain
I’m going insane.
Help me to retain
The normal thoughts that once came
Into my brain.
But now I’ve had too much
I don’t want to think about
That kind of stuff.
So I take the rope
Tie it loose with the hope
That might not end here
But who am I kidding?
The end is near.
The Internet
is my brain.
Filled with
downloadable knowledge
and google searches.
no one thinks,
the answer’s at your
fingertips.
just believe the
wikipedia page
and continue life
within the cage.
Let your mind wonder
as you begin to ponder
what we deem to be life.
Feel your body sink
as you begin to think,
the next logical step, death.
Feel your mind release
and you might feel at peace
free from the distractions of the world.
Now it may seem
as if you’re in a dream,
but reality will come rushing back.
Slap you dead in the face,
pull you down from space,
cause life can do that sometimes.
What are we really
but bones and skin?
What are we really
but time wearing thin?
What are we really
but lights and sounds?
What are we really?
A thought that astounds
or maybe confounds.
The more you think
the less you know
but give it some time
and perhaps you’ll grow
to understand what we really are
and find your path, your Lodestar.
God
What is God
Is God enough to save a soul
Damned to hell
Is God love
Is God the night sky
Or the dull light of dawn
As days go past
And time grows old
Does God sit upon a golden throne
Is God for everyone
Is God for me
I don’t think so
So don’t try to make me believe
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